Amuse meSweet son of loveSweet son of deathAdore meAnd keep in every word I've saidTime is a bitter foeA bitter foeUntil the endAnd grace is like you my friendMy handsome oneMy handsome one

DorianTime is jealousTime is pain

The gods will giveThe gods will takeYouth will waneAs age will gainWe'll turn into ashesLike ashes will turn into dustWill turn into dustWill fade will fade will fade

DorianOh how sad it isTime is jealousTime is pain

Oh how cruelFor me to knowEach breath will take beauty awayIf I stayed young and the pictureturned oldFor that I would give everything

When our eyes first metI should have left the roomI was growing cold and paleFatalityThe picture's a mirrorBut to whom does it belong?

Oh I damn the dayOn that beautiful morningAm I modern sinnerOr an ancient godPray I prayIs there anything as pure as hateFor the prayer of my pride it has been answeredI can't free myselfFrom the spell of wordsThe twisted limbs, the gaping mouth, the lifeless eyesForever we are goneYou shall stay with meI wonder if there's heavenI wonder if there's heavenThere's nothing left of me

DorianOh how horribleAll the damage you have doneDorianIt's your beautyTime will take